Do What Makes YOU Happy

What makes you happy? I’m talking genuinely happy. For some it’s friends and family, others enjoy pure solitude. Now let’s think about what can turn our days around without even noticing.

There are two things in my life that change my mood almost instantly. I’m going to give you a hint. It’s actually not my wife and kids, it’s cooking the food I love and music. There is something about the process that is absolutly magical.

It all starts with a thought, tguyhat thought might be “man we need to use up the mushrooms”. From that point I find myself physically and mentally rushing around to see what I can cook that I have never tasted before. In moments like these I find myself putting on music, these tend to be songs that I belt out during the entire process from start to finish.

Growing up my friends and I spent a lot of time at The Stretch cabin. Echo Bay was our playground from sunrise to sunset, often without sleep. I always loved to cook but this is where I found a love for cooking for the people I love.

I was usually the first one up, I would spend 5 minutes clearing the kitchen of miscellaneous beer cans and bottles of Baby Duck. Soon after, you could hear music throughout the cabin, as I was in my happy place. Bodies would start to crawl out of the bedrooms and off the couches to the smell of breakfast. This would go on from the moment we got up till the time we hit the hay. Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner was where I loved to be.

To this day, I love to have my close friends and family over so that I have a reason to create a new experience. Food is a powerful way to express your feelings and emotions. To some, it’s simply a waste of time and only something they must do to live. For others it’s simply life itself. How someone prepares food can tell you a lot about that person.

From Hotdogs to Maple Roasted Red Pepper Gnocchi, I hope that everyone I cook for can feel the love I put forth. Give me a fridge full of food and some Biggie Smalls, and Big Poppa is going to make sure your tummy is fed and your heart is full.

N.R.W

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Motivation Station

What motivates you? what motivates me? This is a question that I am currently having to ask myself.

When I started this blog I felt as if I could write every day. This past few weeks however, time seems to simply just slip away. Am I doing something different? Should I do something different? Did something happen? Am I missing something? Am I being the best dad i can be? Am i being the best husband i can be? Am i being the best me i can be?

These are all questions I need to ask myself on a regular basis. Not because I think I’m a bad dad/ husband. Not because anything major came up in our day to day lives. I simply do this because no matter what there is always room for improvement.

I’m going to be blunt with myself here, I have been failing myself and my family. I have been quick on assumptions, I have been to short with my temper. Basically i have been a grouchy shit head.

There is absolutely no excuses. There is no reason big enough for me to be anything less then 100 percent for myself and my family. For this I apologize, I know that me writing this isn’t a formal apology, truthfully this has been an amazing thought process for myself.

I started this post with the hope’s of motivating myself to get writing more. Turns out what I really needed was a kick in the ass. When your not giving yourself 100 percent, your definitely not giving your loved ones 100 percent.

So what motivates me? My two daughters, my big little man and MY WIFE. Telessa I’m sorry I havnt been present, there is no excuse and you deserve better then what I have been giving.

I have a choice too be better. We all have the choice to be better, Ask yourself if what your bringing to the table is just the meal of the day or the family favorite that gets passed down through generations.

N.R.W

My One

It’s as simple as this, my wife is the reason I am here today.

Not all fairy tales are kissing frogs and flying donkeys. On the outside I learned how to be confident and to some even well put together.

In reality I was an alcohol fueled freight train filled with narcotics and a hidden bag of explosives. My depression was the conductor and I’ll be honest with you guys he was a terrible driver.

To my parents I might have seemed a bit off but I would always blame it on being tired, I was in my early twenties and living the “bar life”. To my close friends they could see me slipping away at an alarming rate.

So here I am at my afternoon bar spot, I look across the room and through the doors I see my guardian angel. I immediately asked my wing man, Michelle, who the hell this stunning women is (she worked with my future wife at the time).

M: Her name is Teles………

Me: She is the most beautiful women I have ever seen.

I didn’t even let her finish saying her name I was so fixated.

Later that day, at a different bar, here she comes walking in the door and what are the first words out of my mouth?

Me: Hey I know that girl, I fucking love that girl..

Her: Was he talking to me ?

I had to meet her, there was no question that I needed this women in my life.

So I do what any pathetic young guy does, and asks her friends what some of her interests are to see where we have some common ground. Remember a couple weeks ago I posted about how the lion king played a very important role in us meeting?

That simple post gave me an in to start a conversation with one of the shyest people I have ever met.

A few nights later I picked my future wife up and we talked for 8 hours before the lion king was played. I was sweating like a nervous pig, she asked me what was wrong and I told her I have never been so scared to kiss anyone because if I mess it up I won’t get another shot.

This women gave me the flashlight to find my way out of the hole. She gave me eternal confidence and showed me how to love me for me. Not once has she ever asked me to change or that I can’t do this and that, with trusting in me to make the right choices it in turn showed me my self worth.

To my beautiful wife, Thank you.

Love N.R.W

Nap time management.

I know what you are all thinking, how to properly and efficiently organize and plan out your kids napping schedule. I am here to tell you that you are wrong.

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What i actually mean is knowing the signs that your partner is one more juice box away from turning into that hysterical drunk white chick who cant go get corn dogs. Usually when that happens my wife gives me a look and i know right there that i just received a free 20 minutes for me time.

Allowing yourself even 10 minutes a day to let your brain do nothing is something i believe is essential. Your brain needs that 10 minutes to recharge sometimes, let it go off to where ever it wants to go. If that means crash hard for 10 or if it wants to go https://ddwdd.wordpress.com and check out this amazing blog then allow it to do that.

We understand that “alone” time is important, every night my wife goes and has a bath for an hour. I understand that she runs around with the kids all day and by 8 pm she needs it. Some days we don’t really get a minute to talk but that is OK, our brains have to be just as present as we are in order to strive as a family.

I guess i should have called this post “Me time management” but today me and my wife both managed to get in a 10 nap before the circus went to bed so “nap time management” it is.

N.R.W

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